I then put the cum stained bra in the laundry and went to sleep.As I expected, when I awoke, there was no trace of Dad. I lay there pretending to be a...sleep, waiting for ma to come and wake me up. Thinking about her gave an giant hardon, which stood like a tent over the bedsheets. I did nothing to hide them. Just then, Maa entered. I slightly opened my eyes. I saw a look of surprise in Mom. Her face reddened, and she seemed to gaze over my hardon for some moments, before she went away. I slowly. Though I was already stiff, the attention she gave it by her mouth just made me that much harder. She slid up onto me, straddling my waist. Taking my member in her hand she guided it to her opening. A moment later she dropped herself down onto me, fully engulfing my erection deep in her pussy. She then began a rhythmic back and forth that felt wonderful."Now Jim," she started, not missing a beat on her movements, "what seems to be the problem that made you call me." You want to talk about that. “Off with your shirt,” his voice had the same authoritative tone that he used when he pushed her through her exercises. Laura had always obeyed her trainer’s orders but this time she hesitated. There’s no turning back if I take it off, she thought uneasily. Then, while Doug continued to work his fingers in her pussy, she smirked, Who am I kidding? The point of no return was passed when I let him touch me there. She lifted her tee shirt over her head.“Now the bra,” Immediately she followed this. She climaxed as Christopher’s tongue flicked wildly on her vaginal focal point, forcing her to arch and buck fervently. He made Angie understand the true meaning of multiple orgasms, as she couldn’t stop. She didn’t want it to stop; she repeatedly directed Christopher’s head between her legs only to be repelled by her own raw nerve’s inability to handle the release of her bereft sensual indulgence. Christopher had to withdraw to recompose, being only seconds from exploding himself. Angie.